She wants to live

The idea that germinated as a short story became a poem because of my inability to sit still for a long time to write a story. While the words just flow for a poem, I stumble in writing a story. I realized the poem became long. My apologies.

Her name is not important, a Jane Doe will do
At times she was called by various names
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Strange is the feeling of loneliness

Strange is the feeling of loneliness among people


Mind drifts, feeling of an out of body experience


Lips move, words formed, but an eerie silence permeates


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Hiking Uvas Canyon County Park : 2019’s First Hike


This was the first sunny weekend in 2019 in Santa Clara County.  Yesterday, Saturday, was a gorgeous 75F and today was going to be same.  Our weekend hiking group had not done any real hiking this year.  So when the forecast was for a sunny weekend we decided on Uvas Canyon County Park for the simple reason that after a good rain, Swanson Creek flowing through the park was always a sight to behold.  When contacting our hiking buddies, came to know that parking needs to be reserved online as onsite parking is limited.  I had hiked this park many times before and though spring and summer weekends needed parking tickets, it could always be purchased onsite with credit cards.  Parking tickets were sold at hourly slots and we decided to reserve for the first slot of 8 AM to 9 AM to avoid traffic.  We were nine all together but coming from different areas of the county. So we had to reserve for three cars.  Morning was cool and as we parked our cars, we could hear the roaring creek.  We hiked mainly around the Waterfalls Trail Loop with side excursions to nearby falls.  It was simply beautiful with Swanson Creek cascading down the mountain producing many waterfalls.


Note: All photos taken by author on March 17, 2019. Please ask or cite source for reproduction.


Friday Freebies: Do You Hear: Set of Haikus

Gurgling waterfalls

Silent raindrops washed away

Distant sea calling


Birds chirping in joy

Happy melodies floating

Spring is in the air


Distant bells ringing

Happily grazes the sheep

Wolves guarding the herd


Call to the faithful

Call to arms to spread hatred

Smell of blood in air


Bombs exploding loud

Armageddon beckoning

As Nero fiddles


Rainbow melodies

Merging in monochrome white

A song beautiful


Dear God in heaven

Never one better than earth

Peace bell ringing loud



She was a Woman

Thank God that she was a woman

Without her I would not be the man

I am today

Her silence spoke volume of an inner strength

Gentle eyes radiated love

A touch softer than a billowing cloud

Warm enough to melt a hardened heart

Faith and belief in goodness of man

Hearth open at any time of the day

For the needy

Never asked but shared what she had

A voice never raised to keep us straight

Mere thought of hurting her

Enough to show  us the light

Who needed medicine

When a hug was enough

To take away all the pain

Thank you God

For making my mother

A woman

Without her

I would not be the man

I am today

A tribute to my mother on International Women’s Day

Peace does not flow from the Barrel of a Gun

Peace enforced by power of the sword

A dubious co-existence at best

Shimmering discontent lurks beneath

To raise its ugly head

Once the sword is rusted

And another one takes its place

Those who take up the cudgel

To spread peace in the name

of the enlightened one

Those who profess to spread the

One and only truth

Preaching to high heaven

The glory of the enlightened one

Hope there is still a small window

To your heart

To let the sun shine

Accept and acknowledge

Love and peace

And ask if

Sacrifice of the innocent

Suppressing difference

Is asked of you

To spread the light

Only in the heart of a despot

Peace flows from the

Barrel of a gun